So for the past little space of time I've been working for my friend as a delivery driver. I pick up jewellry to be repaired from jewellers and deliver newly reparied jewellry to these same jewellers.
My quest for these magic stones takes me all over the bay area. In one round I will usually cross three of the bay area bridges which, I assure you, is a feat. Especially so in my lovingly crummy little blue car with no A/C. I don't imagine this lasting too long, but for now its fun.
I've been taking some 'on the road' shots with me digicam but I am led to think me digicam and me 'putor are not diggin' each other too hot-like as they refuse to recognize the existence of the other.
So for now I give you the 'hyparxis tour 'o bridges' as imagineered by monkey artists....
I head north over the Richmond Bridge (permanently under construction) to San Rafael and super hot traffic.
I head south across the Golden Gate, the wind, and the fog to cut straight thru the spine of SF and reach its lower intestine...Daly City....*blegh*
Finally, I head back to the east bay via the lower deck of the Bay Bridge whose view is pretty shitty compared to the top deck...
and remember kids....
111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
math is a palindrome sandwich waiting to eat you...
My quest for these magic stones takes me all over the bay area. In one round I will usually cross three of the bay area bridges which, I assure you, is a feat. Especially so in my lovingly crummy little blue car with no A/C. I don't imagine this lasting too long, but for now its fun.
I've been taking some 'on the road' shots with me digicam but I am led to think me digicam and me 'putor are not diggin' each other too hot-like as they refuse to recognize the existence of the other.
So for now I give you the 'hyparxis tour 'o bridges' as imagineered by monkey artists....
I head north over the Richmond Bridge (permanently under construction) to San Rafael and super hot traffic.

I head south across the Golden Gate, the wind, and the fog to cut straight thru the spine of SF and reach its lower intestine...Daly City....*blegh*

Finally, I head back to the east bay via the lower deck of the Bay Bridge whose view is pretty shitty compared to the top deck...

and remember kids....
111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
math is a palindrome sandwich waiting to eat you...
VIEW 7 of 7 COMMENTS
bbkaro:
Sweet. An Eggers comparison? I'm looking forward to the McSweeney's anthology next month. I say that... but then I get distracted and forget to read more. I'm so sad.
neon_vomit:
You know I really couldnt tell if the host of the Super Dogs show was being serious or not...I think he was...but it seems like a CRAZY idea.